AZ, 2 Chainz - Motorola Era AZ & 2 Chainz lyrics

Statik Selektah toni

You put that pussy on the pedal stool
I got the Prada on the
Pedal on whatever's available
I drive my cars according to which
One had got gas in it
Know I got flavor, I get paid off ad-libbin'
(Toni)
I ain't goin' back and forth, badminton
Bad bitch, ass different (Bad)
I brag different
(Brag) , my bag different (Brag different)
My tag different, my mag different (Brr)
Brr (Fah) , fah-fah-fah (Ok)
Ok, I'm reloadin'
Surrounded by the deep throaters
That meet quotas
Drop promethazine in the peach soda
Weed rollers (yeah)
I was summoned by all the street soldiers
(Mm) cuban link on hug
You give you the cold shoulder (Woo)
I might flirt with a chicken
Give her the wrong number (Mm)
I dropped the top of the year
It's gon' be a cold summer (Cold)
I dropped the top of the coupe
It look like a roadrunner
I grab my own dick, like
Let me hold somethin'

We see 12 and hit the fence, Motorola era
Section 8 with low rent, Motorola era
Went from a nick to a brick, Motorola era
I got the trophy on my wrist, Motorola era
We see 12 and hit the fence, Motorola era
Section 8 with low rent, Motorola era
Went from a nick to a brick, Motorola era
(Uh)
I got the trophy on my wrist, Motorola era
(Hey)

Fly exotic, diabolic, the psychologic
Cypher solid
Rock jewels that's nice and brolic
Come from it, never stunted
Keep it a hundred
Speak to the blunted, no sleep
Deep in her stomach
Top billin', blew the spot
Not through the ceilin'
Who not chillin'? See a whole
Lot in their feelings
One million, two million, three million, four
Five million, six million, fuck it
Want it all face off, hit the clutch
Give it and take off (Vroom) cake off
'cause I'm scared to let these invades 'cause
ASOS, widebody, no weight loss
Why try me? As high as I be is
Fresh garments, penthouse, hidden apartments
Gettin' it constant, came up
Mission accomplished
Two initials, too on point, too official
A too OG, I'm who'll get you

We see 12 and hit the fence, Motorola era
Section 8 with low rent, Motorola era
Went from a nick to a brick, Motorola era
I got the trophy on my wrist, Motorola era
We see 12 and hit the fence, Motorola era
Section 8 with low rent, Motorola era
Went from a nick to a brick, Motorola era
I got the trophy on my wrist, Motorola era

Stackin', st-st-stackin' plenty papers
Plenty, plenty papers
Plen-plen-plen-plen-plen-, plenty papers